Self-Improvement, Career
How Does It Feel To Do 9-5?
Many of us do 9–5 jobs in our lives, just like me. For a person who hasn't graduated from college, doing 9–5 jobs is a blessing. How wouldn't I feel blessed if I had a sufficient income while I was still young, 23 years old, had a lot of free time, lived alone, and didn't have a wife and children? Perhaps, the cons side of doing 9–5 jobs for a young man like me is that I don't have time to play, hang out, or chill with my friends as much as when I haven't a job. However, these feelings didn't last long.
For almost one year doing a 9–5 job as a copywriter in a digital agency, I realized that it sucks. Even if I had 5 million rupiahs per month in my pocket (excluding my side hustles), I think I can do much better than this. If I know I can do better, then I’ll do better. I can't do this for more than 2–3 years. If I'm still in this position, then I'm a dumbass. Only fools are willing to spend their 8 hours, from Monday to Friday for three years just to help their bosses get their new branded BMW.
I know there are many people out there who are not as lucky as them, who have wealthy parents and can afford their children to take a good education. Our starting line should be different. Those who were not lucky enough had to climb from the bottom, whereas those who did start from 500 masl with the help of their parent's helicopter. Please don't be sad; two of these types of people have their pros and cons. I'm starting from the bottom.
I'm from a middle-class family. My father is a retired man, and my mother is a housewife. We are living in simplicity. They don't have a huge yard but still live in a proper house. They don't have a nice car, but they don't have liabilities. They don't have iPhones, but they can still reach me wherever they want. They can't have dinner in a fancy restaurant every weekend, but they can eat daily. They afford to pay for my education until I got my 9–5 job this year, but I'd be an asshole if I asked them for capital to build a business.
That's why I need this 9 – 5 job, although it sucks. I need 2–3 more years to gain experience and knowledge, build my network, and collect every penny for my capital to build my emperor. I've been through ups and downs for the past five years. I remember everything. I'm staring at those who helped me in my hard times, and I also stare at those who turn away when I'm at my lowest point in the phase of my life.
Indeed, it is a long journey and a challenging process. I'm grateful we've done it so far. Thank you Aldi. I'll be the greatest on my bloodlines; mark my word. For those who are in the same phase as me, keep your spirit. Let's eat all of this shit. Fight, even if nature doesn't support our will, and ask the devil to deal with us. Until one day, the devil itself came to us and whispered, "you can't pass this storm". Just replied, "I'm the storm motherfucker”.
One last word from Bill Gates to close my shit; "If you were born poor, it's not your fault. But, if you die poor it is". Good day from Jakarta…
